Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Em'

(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
(D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)

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You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

[Sheek
Ai Yo,
It's that shit that make niggas wanna wreck click,(Uh-huh)
Grab your gun and diss to they dick,
Buck sumin go and fuck somethin, (Fuck somethin)
Like frontin nigga bitch, make her suck something, (Suck somethin)
Wild out, D-Block inside out,
on with the all black ballushies on,
Jab you till motherfuckin face is torn, (Uh-huh)
is gone, (What else?)
3-piece is worn,
yall faggot ass niggas thats scared to death,
Talk shit, when im around yall yall breath,
I make music,
My shit in the city,
But they want me to chill since showed titty,
"Theres too much violence now Ja Rule and fiddy"
I dont no other way but to rap gritty, (Yeah!)
Fuck that maybe im rich, (Fuck that)
But untill then the fuck is my thugs at up in this bitch?!

Go
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da

P]
Warrup nigga, cut up nigga, (Warrup)
Shoe shit to lift the up nigga,
D-Block, D-Block like a wolf,
Tell your mom throw her child off the roof, (Roof)
Give her base head a hundred dollars to towell off the coup,(Clear up)
on niggas, (Style on niggas)
Beat down we gon pile on niggas, (Get em)
wild on (La-Da-Da Da-Da-Da)
Thats the for you, (hear it)
ask your man he ready to die for you (he ready)
We comin thru tearin the up, (Tear it up)
We aint locked up, (Uh-Uh)
That mean we even the cops up,
Warrup? (Yeah nigga 2 times)
Warrup,
Now we in the New York grind, (New grind)
kiss that ass goodbye,
Wen im passin by with plastic nines to your eyes,
riii!

You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
La-Da-Da

louch]
Hey yo, i talk shit i wanna talk, (Yeah)
Bop how i walk, (Yeah)
And you can tell a nigga derr is New York,
And i still got my niggas ready to squeeze,
I dont need cake to see me a couple of g's,
And i need a loan muhfucker im grown,
I had a 38 i had a phone,
I stuck niggas up before yall little started to bone, (Woo)
that sheek louch shit yall niggas tryna clone,
be real,
the muhfucker with a deal, (Nah)
never had a fight,
No guns, of that,
know im right, (Yeah)
I say to my son,
Give my baby a little cake,
And my a little something before i go on the run,
Before pussy try their hand,
Im the door like "daddy's home!" and i aint making a bang,
What yall niggas dont understand,
YEAH!

You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can kiss Your Ass (D-Block, D-Block, D-Block, D-Block)
Da-Da-Da
You Can Your Ass Goodbye